And the miracle of the loaves, fishes and keys to the most butt ugly vehicle that Mercedes ever built is complete. The real miracle here is that someone actually bought one. Once again, money can’t buy taste.

Sandi, “Oh Lord Won’t You Buy Me a Mercedes-Benz” is an old Janis Joplin song. The lyrics go a little something like this:

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes-Benz
My friends all drive Porches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, with no help from my friends.
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes-Benz.

I just find the Jesus fish a tad ironic when placed on a Mercedes. I mean, if Jesus had to get around in this day and age, I think he’d be driving an a Gremlin or a Matador (bonus points for anyone who remembers the Matador) or a VW van. Yeah, maybe a VW van – that way, all the apostles could pile in back. Maybe strap Judas to the roof rack. Roll out the Weber and have a fish fry whenever they like. Now that’s an organization I can get behind.